I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming Chapter 152: Soak medlar in a thermos cup
The next day.
Chaoyang Media, President’s Office.
Xu Yuan sat behind his desk and looked at a report from the secretary in his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face.
His Mediterranean hairstyle, which was once teased by Su Chen, is now covered with a neatly-kept wig, and it seems to be much more energetic.
The last time in the elevator, Su Chen pointed out the fact that he had too much **** and that his body had lost his hair, which caused him to lose hair. He felt ashamed of his face.
But he did feel that his body was getting weaker, so he took the time to go to the hospital to find a familiar doctor. Who knows that the doctor's diagnosis is really not much different from what Su Chen said.
Xu Yuan also realized that he couldn't go on like this, so he insisted on using the doctor's prescription of Chinese medicine to nourish the body, and he was very hard to touch the woman. In the hot weather, he insisted on soaking wolfberry in a vacuum flask.
Almost a month has passed, and my complexion has really improved a lot.
There is also this wig on his head. It is a high-end product that he brought back from abroad by dragging his friends. It is enough to be fake.
For the old opponent of Chentian Culture, he has been paying attention to it, and he is also looking forward to the failure of the Zhao family and the Shen family to let it go bankrupt.
However, not long ago, the originally precarious Chentian culture came back to life, and Changkong Film and Television, which was based on the Qin family, actually increased its investment.
He also inquired through some channels. Chentian Culture seems to have found a new script called "Liangjian", which has received great support from Changkong Film and Television.
Later, the Zhao family suddenly fell, and the Shen family was silent. Instead, Chentian Culture climbed the big tree of the Qin family and thrived.
Although I don’t know why Mr. Qin from Changkong Film and Television supported Chentian Culture in this way, Xu Yuan also noticed a huge sense of crisis and kept people staring at Chentian Culture’s actions.
No, yesterday the novel "Liangjian" was released throughout the city. He kept people staring at Liangjian's first-day sales data. After the statistics came out, the secretary brought it to him as soon as possible.
However, after seeing the result, he was not calm.
How is this possible? Unscientific!
On the first day, Liangjian has sold more than 50,000 copies.
You know, the soldiers he has spent a lot of money to dig into the attack, it has been almost a month, and the sales volume is only less than 20,000 more than this.
Besides, the author of Soldier Attack is already a well-known old author on the subject of war, and he already has a lot of fan groups.
And this "Su Lin", and which alley came out of it, he has never heard of it!
"Xiao Li, is this report wrong?" Xu Yuan frowned and asked the secretary.
Secretary Miao Li is a woman about 30 years old. She is not particularly beautiful, but she has a good figure. A decent professional outfit shows her mature style very well.
"Mr Xu, this report is correct. I have also asked people to verify it several times. This book is indeed very popular. Many bookstores were out of stock yesterday." Miao Li looked at it with a bit of resentment. Xu Yuan, with a hint of teasing.
She didn’t know what was going on. No matter how she hinted during this period, this old pervert actually played her stupid. She has been eyeing a bag for a long time recently and used her salary for several months to buy it. And reluctant.
"Then why is the sales volume of this bright sword so much?" Xu Yuan ignored her resentful eyes and asked with a calm face.
"Then I don't know." Miao Li shook her head helplessly, and her charming eyes continued to send Qiubo secretly.
"Okay, you can go out and let someone investigate what Su Lin is about!" Xu Yuan waved his hand without changing his face.
Miao Li looked unwilling to leave the office, and behind the door of the office, she couldn't help but whispered: "This old guy is not the one!"
"This Hu Meizi almost made Lao Tzu unable to hold it back."
In the office of , Xu Yuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, picked up the thermos cup on the table, opened it and slowly drank the wolfberry tea, narrowed his small eyes, thinking about the current situation.
Similar to Chentian Culture, the Soldier Attack is currently the most important project of their Chaoyang Culture. They have invested a lot of human and financial resources. If this battle is lost, then their Chaoyang Media may always be under the Chentian Culture. Up.
This kind of thing is never allowed to happen.
After a long time, he put down the thermos cup, picked up the mobile phone on the side, and dialed the number of He Bing, the author of the soldiers' attack.
"Mr. Xu? Is there anything wrong?"
After the call was connected, a middle-aged man's voice came.
"Teacher He, Chentian Culture released Liangjian's novel yesterday, did you know?" Xu Yuan asked. .
"Really? I didn't pay much attention to this." He Bing replied.
"Teacher He, do you know how many copies of this Liangjian sold yesterday? It's 50,000 copies!" Xu Yuan's voice raised a few points.
"This is impossible. How can war-themed novels sell so much on the first day, unless they are paying for the sales volume and want to build momentum for the subsequent TV series!" He Bing flatly said.
"I don't believe it too much, but our people have carefully verified that there are indeed many people buying this book. It is said that some bookstores in Magic Capital were out of stock yesterday."
"Who wrote this book?" After a moment of silence, He Bing asked in a cold voice.
"What is the pen name Su Lin, have you heard of Teacher He?"
"Su Lin? I haven't heard of it~IndoMTL.com~Any well-known writer on military warfare, I can't have heard of it."
"In this way, Mr. He, my secretary has bought two copies of this Liangjian. I will send one to you. Let’s take a look at this book first. Let’s have a meal together in the evening and talk about how to deal with it. ."
"OK!"
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Su Chen drove back to the school in the morning. Before he could go back to the dormitory to rest, Professor Zhang Wenbo called and asked him to gather for the math competition.
There is no way, Su Chen can only turn around and go to the school gate to gather.
There is a school bus parked in front of the school.
"Su Chen, hurry up, just waiting for you." Zhang Wenbo stood at the door of the car, beckoning and urging at him.
Su Chen quickened his pace and walked over.
"Why are you empty-handed, where are your student ID and test tools?" Zhang Wenbo frowned and asked.
"Professor Zhang, you didn’t say to go so early. I just arrived at school and rushed over when I received your call. I haven’t prepared yet, but my student ID and ID card are in my wallet. Wait for the place to buy something!" Su Chen explained hurriedly.
"That’s all, you fellow, why don’t you take this competition to heart!" Professor Zhang gave him a reproach, took out a card and handed it to him: "This is your competition. Certificate."
Su Chen took the entry certificate and got into the car with Zhang Wenbo.
In addition to the driver, there are more than a dozen students sitting on the bus. There are boys and girls, some holding document bags, and some directly carrying bags. They are all fully prepared, but he is empty-handed.
Seeing Su Chen getting in the car, the eyes of several girls lit up.